Douluo: Qian Renxue’s Road to Defeating the Gods

On the second day, the sentinels of the Wuhun Empire reported that an old man with white hair and a hunched body was looking for the remains of his relatives at the original battlefield. The priests who received the report did not expect that the once world-famous Ning Fengzhi would become like this, so they just let him go...

After the battle between Bibi Dong and Tang San ended, Bibi Dong led her army back to Jialing Pass. The priests and elders stood on each side, and the atmosphere was very serious.

But Bibi Dong did not mean to blame these people. She knew the gap between gods and mortals best. It was already very good that this battle could end like this, but what about the next time? Now that all the cards have been revealed, and the opponent is prepared, can they withstand the attack of Shrek and others?

The cultivation of the priests and elders has stagnated, but Shrek will only become stronger and stronger with the inheritance of the gods. There is no point in delaying. He is unable to cope with all the tasks. If all of them attack him, he can still deal with it. If they divide their forces to attack, then he will be in big trouble.

"Okay, go down. After three days, you must guard Jialing Pass well. You don't have to worry about anything else."

Bibi Dong dismissed them with a bit of annoyance, and everyone left in silence, except Ye Renxin who remained.

"Why doesn't Mr. Ye leave..."

"Your Majesty, the young master's injury..."

Ye Renxin reminded him, after all, everyone saw Qian Renxue was injured.

"Don't bother Mr. Ye. I can treat her injury."

"Yes."

After Ye Renxin left, Bibi Dong picked up the Destiny Stone at her waist and stared at it silently for a long time, until it got dark and the moon rose above the treetops.

In the bedroom, divine power was activated, and the Destiny Stone emitted a bright light. A figure was projected onto the soft big bed, but there was a shocking wound on its back.

Bibi Dong gently placed her hand on the wound, and a gentle force penetrated into the wound, and the wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qian Renxue was also awakened by the sudden pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw Bibi Dong using his divine power to help her heal her wounds. She felt sweet in her heart, but her body didn't feel as painful anymore.

"Okay, don't be so reckless next time."

At this moment, Bibi Dong had used up almost all of her divine power to help Qian Renxue dispel the power of judgment. It would take at least three days to recover the depleted divine power.

"You're still blaming me. I clearly called you, but you were still standing there in a daze."

Qian Renxue climbed up from the bed, moved her body slightly, and found that she didn't feel any pain at all. This speed was even faster than the recovery speed of her original power of light!

"Well... it's my fault..." Obviously, Qian Renxue didn't expect Bibi Dong to apologize to her. After all, after she became a Rakshasa God, it seemed that they had never had such a normal conversation like this...

"You...seem to have changed."

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue deeply, slowly stood up, walked to the table, poured two glasses of red wine and then handed one to Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue took the red wine and looked at Bibi Dong in surprise. When did she start drinking again? She had promised herself that she would never touch this stuff again.

"Change? I have never changed. Or rather, this has always been me. Qian Renxue, I also know about your investigation of Mingyueguan. Don't you realize that this world is hopeless?"

Bibi Dong gently shook the red wine glass. The wine in the glass was like bright red blood. Under the candlelight, it reflected a strange red light.

"When a group of old nobles fall, a group of new nobles will rise. They don't care about the lives of others. They only care about their own interests. Nothing else matters in front of them. You can kill them, but there will be more after you kill them. In the final analysis, it's all about greed."

"The desire of common people is nothing more than to have enough food and clothing, but after they have enough food and clothing, they will think about becoming rich. When they become rich, they want to be free from constraints and let their descendants be rich forever. They will let their children go into politics and become the ruler of a region. When the ruler of a region cannot satisfy them, they will want to be emperors, but will being an emperor satisfy them? They will think about how to live for thousands of years, or even become immortal, and enslave the people of the entire country forever. The higher the position, the greater the desire! Soul Emperors want to become Soul Saints, Soul Saints want to become Soul Douluos, and Soul Douluos want to become Titled Douluos, and Titled Douluos..."

"You should know why your grandfathers spend all day hiding in the worship hall to practice and ignore worldly affairs."

"The higher the position you stand, the greater your ambitions and desires will be. This is also true for gods. Rakshasa once told me that the desires and ambitions of gods are far more terrifying than those of humans!"

Bibi Dong sat beside Qian Renxue who was deep in thought, gently brushed her hair behind her ears, looked at Qian Renxue's pretty face, and said softly: "Xue'er, why do you have to fight for this kind of world? This cold world has no warmth, no hope. You should understand me, you should stand with me."

"But... although there are many problems in this world, there are also kind people in this world. Even when they are helpless, they still burn themselves to illuminate others. When they can't protect themselves, they will protect others from the wind and rain. Mom, can't you see them?"

Bibi Dong smiled and continued, "There are good people in this world, and there are bad people. It is true that what you said is indeed happening, but in the final analysis, they just don't have rights and power. When they have power, how can they be willing to endure such suffering, and how can they be willing to share it..."

Bibi Dong waved lightly, and the Rakshasa Scythe suddenly appeared in her hand: "Do you really think that weapons can control people? No, but after you get this kind of power, your desires and ambitions will swell. With power, you will no longer be bound by worldly morality. You just don't have power, so you have to face reality and bow your head. When you have power, reality will kneel to you, morality will also approve of your behavior, and everything that blocked you in the past will obediently give way to you. If you don't believe it, you can try..."

Qian Renxue's breathing began to become rapid, and her arm that was stretched out in the air also stopped hesitantly in the air. She really wanted to know whether what she said was true or false. She was aware of the strangeness of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, but Bibi Dong's words undoubtedly fundamentally overturned her cognition. Can weapons really control people? Or because of the power, the holder of the weapon exposed his ambition and became...

Bibi Dong was not in a hurry, but just waited quietly, giving her enough time to choose whether to take it or not. After struggling and thinking, Qian Renxue chose to hold the sickle of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe tightly.

In an instant, the magic sickle emitted a faint purple light, and Qian Renxue seemed to be affected by this light, and her eyes suddenly became a little dull...

(End of this chapter)